Everglades

(альбом: String Along - 1960)

He was born and raised around Jacksonville
A nice young man, not the kind to kill
But a jealous fight and a flashing blade sent him on the run to the Everglades
Running like a dog through the Everglades

Now, the posse went in and they came back out
They said he'll die and there ain't no doubt
It's an eye for an eye so the debt is paid
He won't last long in the Everglades
A man can't live in the Everglades

Where a man can hide and never be found and have no fear of the baying hounds
But he better keep moving and don't stand still
If the 'skeeters don't get then the 'gaters will
Running like a dog through the Everglades

Now, the years went by and his girl was wed
His fam'ly gave him up for dead
But now and then the natives would say they'd seen him running through the Everglades

Now, he never heard the news on the radio
He was deep in the 'glades so he'll never know
His running and hiding didn't make much sense for the jury had ruled it was self-defense
Running like a dog through the Everglades

Where a man can hide and never be found and have no fear of the baying hounds
But he better keep moving and don't stand still
If the 'skeeters don't get then the 'gaters will
Skipping like a frog through the slimy bog
Running through the trees from the Everlys